Alright, time for chapter five. For anyone who doesn't know, the two main characters (Wes and Rui) are the leads in Pokemon Coliseum. Also, this is (obviously) an AU fic, so keep that in mind. And since guns seem out of place in pokemon, I will refrain from using them. Enjoy!

Trying out a new format for character introductions. Hope it works better.

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon or anything related to it. I also don't own any other anime, manga, or game that I take elements or characters from.

"Blah" = talking

"Blah"= thoughts, writing, sound effects, flashbacks, and voices over a microphone.

"BLAH"= Yelling

(Blah)= scene change

"There she is! Stop her! Don't let her get away!"

A small, shadowed silhouette panted with each hasted step as the sound of heavy boots thundered only meters behind. The blackness of night impaired the figures vision, causing it to bump into more than a few objects littered throughout the alleyway. Not that it was concerned with stealth; it only wished to escape in tact. Only to make it to some place of sanctuary.

The wounded Abra being carried on its back couldn't agree more.

The form rounded a corner in a wide arc from the momentum of her run, and skidded to a halt moments later as she laid eyes upon a solid brick wall, easily several times her height, if not more.

"Finally found you."

The figure's eyes widened after spinning around to the direction of the voice. Two men, both donning black jackets, stalked slowly towards it, like beasts on the prowl. A malevolent smirk graced the left most man's face hooded face. The figure took a step backwards, then another; continuing until the psychic type pokemon on its back made contact against the brick wall. And then, as the men drew ever closer, a single tear rolled down its face.

In that moment, the Abra on the figure's back stirred, before releasing a pained cry as its body was bathed in a colorful light. Its luminescence was transferred to its carrier, and just as the men had finally closed in…

Both pokemon and figure vanished.

A new development!

MEISTER

At the start, taking the first steps.

Case Five: Black and White

Hello, Rui Kigai here, once again…

"Thundershock."

Rui's eyes snapped open at Wesley Hunter's words, and instantly her body sprang into motion. Utterly exhausted, she managed to hastily roll her frame out of harm's way. A small jolt of lightning flew past her, and dissipated into the ground next to her. Her Mime Jr. that she had brought into battle, it being exhausted as she was, mimicked her actions in the opposite direction.

Had she not been in mortal danger at the moment, she most likely would have found that humorous.

"Again."

Pikachu stalked forward on all four paws, its cheeks sparkling as it growled its name. Electricity poured forth, and rushed straight for Rui's position. Without even giving the girl time to react, Mime Jr. jumped between her and the oncoming lightning. It stretched its hands it front of its body and with a roar of its name, a transparent square shield materialized.

Despite the small pokémon's best efforts, though, the lightning slammed into the wall, shattering it in an explosion of electrical energy and dust.

It's been a few days since the whole incident with Aaron and his Rhydon.

"Alright, that's enough." The sparks encircling the yellow rodent began to fade as Wes began to approach Rui, who was just now struggling to stand up to her feet. As she saw him approach, she quickly gathered herself and stood completely erect, hand brought up in a salute position. Mime Jr., having already recovered, once again mimicked her. "You can relax."

And since then, "Drill Sergeant" Wes has been working me to the bone every day after school…

Her entire body loosened, and she released an audible sigh. She then looked up to see her partner holding out a bottle of water, fresh from the vending machine, gripped loosely in his hand. She performed a thankful smile, and he looked away, hiding embarrassment, which caused her to giggle inwardly as she guzzled down half the bottle.

…Though I guess he does have his sweet moments from time to time.

"Now…let's get back to work."

…Though they are few and far between...

"Oh come on…" The scarlet haired girl whined, slumping forward in exhaustion before raising herself up once again. She took another swig of her water before a pleading look appeared across her face. "That can't even be considered a break."

"Time waits on no one. If you've got time to complain, start your running." The blonde replied, taking a seat on the ground and laying onto his back.

Rui sighed in defeat, then took a step towards the side as she began her task.

"Attention Wesley Hunter, Rui Kigai, and Bebe Amelle. Please report to the Chief's office immediately."

Both looked at each other with raised eyebrows as the intercom finished its message. Wes stood to his feet and shrugged before making his way to the door. Rui followed closely behind, keeping her face unreadable as she mentally cheered.

(Chief Jenny's Office)

Jenny looked up as the door handle turned, then clicked as the door was pushed opened, the creak of its hinges resounding through medium-sized room. Sunlight filtered in through cracked blinds, giving the space just enough light to make out the two adolescent figures entering.

"It's about time you two arrived." She stated with a joking tone, straightening some of the files on her desk into a neat pile. Wes stopped in front of her desk, his pikachu situated on his right shoulder. Rui took to his left, and performed a salute. Jenny gave her a once over. "Looks like someone's been practicing. Give me a status report."

"On the whole, she's performing marginally well." Wes answered, a blank stare accompanying his tone. "Her Pokémon's moves are mostly support type."

"A nice complement to your bunch." The blue haired woman countered with a smile. "So…would you say she's ready for some field work?"

Wes nodded. Rui donned a victorious smile.

"Are you only saying that so that you can get back to your missions?"

Wes nodded. Rui released a dejected sigh. Jenny couldn't help but release a giggle. At that moment, the door handle turned once more, and with a push, a tall, handsome man entered the room. Rui turned her head to face him as he stopped on her left.

Short black hair with brown eyes added color to his otherwise slightly pale face. A mahogany colored suit coat with pink tie covered his upper half, while pants matching his suit coat ended neatly at his black dress shoes. A brown trench coat completed his look.

Interpol (International Police) Agent: Looker

"Wes and Rui; I would like you to meet Looker." Both teenagers shook the hand offered out to them as Jenny continued to elaborate. "He's an Interpol Agent that works with P.S.I. Looker, these are the two that brought Aaron in."

"Nice to meet you." He said with a smile. "I've heard nothing but good things about your work so far. Hopefully we'll be able to work together in the future." Both performed nods.

"So…" Jenny began. "Were you able to dig up anything on the Aaron case?" Rui quirked an eyebrow. The man sighed, then nodded, tossing a manila folder filled with paperwork onto her desk.

"I haven't, unfortunately." He placed his right hand to his chin. "No clues, no leads; whoever these people are, they are quite skilled. It seems we will have to wait until the lab analysis is complete."

"I see." The blue haired woman remarked, propping her head on her hands. She looked up to see Rui weakly raising her hand. "Yes, Rui?"

"If you don't mind my asking…what exactly happens to Pokemon that are captured?" The girl fidgeted, not meeting her eyes as if she were reluctant to ask the question. The chief's eyes darted down, before she released a sigh. She took a deep breath, preparing to answer, when Looker cut her off.

"Any Pokemon obtained through Code XD001 is treated medically, first and foremost. Then, is put through an evaluation…" The word seemed to be filled with venom. "Those deemed strong or useful are assigned to various purposes. The weak…are released back into the wild, sometimes without the knowledge to survive on their own."

Rui stood, her mouth slightly agape. Wes and Jenny remained silent, unwavering from the revelation they knew all too well.

"That's….that's terrible."

"I agree wholeheartedly…though it is not our decision to make." His dejected eyes donned a more defiant look. "It is the combined will of the three Directors."

"Three…Directors?" She raised an inquisitive eyebrow.

"Yes." Jenny intervened. "This Sinnoh region is divided into three areas of influence: the north, the east, and the west. Above even me, they are the three people that spearhead all the P.S.I. forces in Sinnoh. They…are the three Directors."

(Hearthome City)

"Step forward."

Numerous beads of sweat rolled down the young man's face as he took small steps forward. His wrists and ankles were both bound by handcuffs, and his head hung low, tears of fear welling up in his eyes. Two officers on either side of him further dissuaded any thought of escape.

"Look at me."

The man slowly brought his neck upwards, surveying the large semicircle of a desk that encompassed his position.

His eyes fell on the figure directly ahead of him, in the middle of the desk. A sinewy, well-built man propped his head up with both arms. His black suit complemented the tan color of his skin as well as his black, shaven hair and trimmed beard. His blue eyes seemed to pierce through the man. A large scar ran down the left side of his stony, unmoving face.

Eastern P.S.I. Director: Risshi Kusanagi.

"Now…who exactly did you obtain these from?" His voice was heavy, his glare placid but containing the subtle hint of murderous intent. His hand rested on a small jar containing a solitary red pill.

"I…I don't k-know." The man couldn't control his stuttering. Beads of sweat still plummeted to the floor. "It j-just appeared in m-my m-m-mailbox one d-day. I w-was only told to s-sell them."

Risshi's murderous gaze only intensified. The criminal's voice became weak.

"I h-had no idea they were p-performing enhancing pills until n-now. I w-was only t-trying to provide f-for my c-child." He said in-between sobs. "I c-can't go to j-jail. P-Please…have m-mercy."

Risshi's stare remained unfazed at the man's plea.

"Oh, come now, Risshi. He doesn't even have a past criminal history…"

Both the criminal and the burly director turned to the source of the voice. On the far left side of the semicircle desk sat an average sized young man with snow white hair. His eyes rested on the borderline between magenta and red. His youthful face suggested an age somewhere in the early twenties, as did the way he conversed so informally with Risshi.

Western P.S.I. Director: Shinji "Clear" Yasakani

"Surely his intentions were white. Perhaps we could lighten his sentence."

The man smiled, though his show of gratitude was soon cut short.

"Absolutely not." The offender's face turned pale, and his eyes widened under the hard gaze of Risshi. "Intentions are null and void under the authority of the law. No matter how white they intention…"

His blue orbs seemed to glow, and the man's stood transfixed.

"Black is still black. It cannot be anything else."

He lifted his head from his hands, then snapped his fingers. The two policemen on either side each hooked an arm around the man's, hoisting him up and dragging him towards the door. The man stared at the white haired man, hoping that he would intervene.

Shinji simply gave him a warmhearted smile.

The two double doors closed simultaneously, and silence pervaded the area. Risshi stood from his chair and began to approach his associate. The red eyed young man slowly pushed himself away from the desk, revealing the contraption that he sat in.

Risshi always did hate seeing him in that wheelchair.

He breathed out a regretful sigh, then spoke.

"Forgive me for having to take my leave so soon. I must return to my own headquarters. See if your branch can find any leads about this predicament, and try to get in contact with Kagami if you can." He reached for the door, placing a firm hand on the handle, then stopped and spoke.

"It's up to us to create this white world we desire."

Shinji nodded and smiled as his peer headed for the exit.

(Chief Jenny's Office)

"Risshi of the East, Shinji of the West, and Kagami of the North. These are the three Directors of P.S.I. Sinnoh." Jenny continued to explain. "They are the people that establish and maintain the rules and regulations that are in place."

Rui clenched both her fist and her teeth before opening her mouth to speak. Her eyes widened as Wes placed a hand over her mouth.

"A Meister does not make the rules, we simply enforce them. That's all."

Her gaze softened, and even with his hand over her mouth, she released a sigh. A silence filled the space for a few moments, before a loud knock on the door caused everyone to turn.

The door opened to reveal a lean girl, somewhere in her late teens, dressed in an orange tank top and a pair of blue shorts. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and her shortness of breath indicated she had run the entire way there. After catching her breath, she removed the pair of spectacles from in front of her eyes and greeted all with a warm smile and a wave.

P.S.I. Computer Technician: Bebe Amelle

"It's about time you showed up." Jenny commented, quirking an irritated eyebrow at the blonde.

"Sorry I'm late." She replied with a sheepish grin, scanning the room and spotting an unfamiliar red-haired girl on her left. "You must be Rui, correct?" A nod confirmed her suspicions. "I'm Bebe, Wes's Computer Technician at your service."

"Alright Bebe, we'll get to all that later. Right now, it's time to get down to business." Jenny remarked, resulting in the blonde coming to attention and performing a salute. Looker, Wes, Rui, and Bebe all formed a straight, horizontal line in front of her desk, waiting for their instructions. "Some of you are probably wondering why I brought you all here." Looker quirked an eyebrow, as did Wes.

"You four will be working together in an investigation."

Rui's eyes widened at her announcement before constricting back moments later. She tensed her muscles, clenching her fingers into a fist. Nervousness was beginning to settle in, but she quickly shook it off. This was first mission at P.S.I.

She was going to prove herself.

(Jubilife High School, Next Day)

"Rui, wait up!"

Rui Kigai almost dropped her books at the sound of Ayaka's voice, though she managed to get a hand on them in time. She turned around just as the blonde haired girl reached her, her face still slightly startled. The two girls exchanged greetings, then set down the hallway at a leisurely stroll.

"What are you so worn out for?" The red haired girl asked with a questioning eyebrow. The blonde released a shallow, tired breath, then turned her eyes towards her

"Oh, just had to make an escape…" She wiped a few beads of sweat from her brow, then looked over her shoulder. Her voice lowered to a whisper. "Ever since Harumi's been in the hospital, these boys have been following me everywhere."

"I can imagine." Rui replied, rolling her eyes as a good-natured giggle escaped her mouth. The two continued walking, bypassing other students before eventually reaching the large glass double doors at the end of the hallway.

They traveled down the stone staircase just outside, taking each step with the quickness and finesse that only came from experience. Their feet stopped at the edge of the sidewalk, their peers branching off onto their own respective paths home. A comfortable silence reigned for a few moments, before Ayaka realized something.

"Wait, don't you walk home?"

No sooner did she finish her question than did an engine roar from somewhere in close proximity to their position. Both girls whipped their heads around, only to see a sleek, crimson motorcycle dash up the parking lot. The figure atop it braked suddenly, dipping the vehicle down into a drift. Its tires screeched across the rough pavement, grabbing the attention of everyone present, before coming to a halt just in front of Ayaka and Rui.

The blonde haired girl sized up the male shaped figure atop the two wheeled bike. Her eyes stayed locked onto his form, slowly ascending up to his helmet shielded head before traveling back down to the tips of his toes and taking all the details in between. She turned to her right.

Only to realize Rui was gone.

Her head snapped back around at the sound of an engine revving to see her scarlet haired friend seated just behind the figure, arms wrapped tightly around his torso and shoulder bag dangling to the side. The rider revved the engine once more and Rui gave her a playful smile and wink as the motorcycle took off slowly, accelerating with each passing second.

Ayaka stared bewildered at their retreating form until they rounded the corner, leaving her eyesight range. Her look of bewilderment slowly but surely morphed into a sinister smirk.

She was definitely going to find out who this mystery man was.

………………………………………………..

She angled her face upwards as flocks of Starly cut through the bright blue, wide open sky. Wind brushed against her face, causing her hair to flow and dance in its wake.

Rui Kigai absolutely loved this feeling.

She tightened her grip on the driver's waist as the motorcycle swerved to the right, passing the compact car that had obstructed its path before ending up in the eastern-most lane. Her eyes looked over the side of the lengthy overpass as they crossed it, taking in the large expanse of the main freeway of the city, before a sharp snap of the drivers outstretched fingers captured her attention.

Keeping one palm wrapped around the handle, he retrieved a wireless earpiece from his pocket and passed it back to her. She hooked it around her ear and spoke, her voice just loud enough to surpass the engine's dull roar.

"Hello?"

"Rui? Hey! This is Bebe. Just thought I'd quickly brief you on the details."She paused, allowing the girl the chance to speak before continuing. "A few nights ago there was a break in at Jubilife Bank. Your job is to assist Looker in his investigation of the scene."

"Roger that." Rui responded.

"Oh, and there's a present for you in Wes's bag. Been working on it for the past few days."

She raised an eyebrow just as a click ended their conversation. Unwrapping one of his arms from his waist, she clasped the main zipper of his backpack between her two fingers, opening the bag slightly and peering inside.

Her mouth gaped wide in surprise as she pulled out a formfitting navy blue jacket, very similar to the design of Wes's outfit though without the protruding coattails. She inwardly read the two words emblazoned upon its right sleeve.

"Meister Trainee."

Her sincere smile appeared across her face as she awkwardly tried to slip the article of clothing on while keeping her balance on a moving motorcycle. The driver turned his head to the side, then spoke.

"You ready?"

She grinned, nodded, then gripped him tighter. He revved the engine once more, then increased the vehicle's speed.

"Let's rock."

(Case Five…Closed)

And there's chapter five. Sorry for the LONG wait. I was very busy with school and just working out the future plot for this. Hope this was enough, as it was a tad short.

Also no character corner thing, as I'm tired and just ready to post this. See you next time.